#{bellamybarnes}

[nicholasbaudelaire]

I see something

Open starter: @thebellamybarnes​

Where: Descry, Nick’s apartment

When: 3:44am

It was around 3:44am and Nick had been stood in his apartment kitchen working since finishing work around three hours prior. It wasn’t the strangest of hours for the doctor to be keeping, he did after all work nights semi regularly, but it was difficult given the blonde beauty who had all but moved in. While his vampiric girlfriend was the inspiration for his current project, her prescience made it difficult to focus. Nick was fascinated by her biology, but his keen interest in her scientifically speaking was constantly battling against his carnal interest in her body, and his hearts desire to be with her during all his free time. 

Their bedroom was currently filled to the brim with clothes that could not fit in his wardrobe and now lived on two racks opposite the window. Meanwhile the living room was filled with the boxes of journals he was spending hours photocopying and trying to translate himself - a venture that for Nick was perhaps the most gruelling given he did not have his family’s inherent knack for languages. Where the wolf now stood leaning over a microscope, was the kitchen. The island which had once been reserved for cocktail making, take away containers and weed paraphernalia had been somewhat converted into a mini laboratory. Several pieces of equipment that he had purchased, been gifted, and looted from old storage from the hospital took precedence. Vials of blood that were not safely stored in the fridge, had been transferred onto microscopic slides - two of which Nick was currently inspecting. 

To make for easier analysing, Nick was partially transformed, his blue eyes were arctic in colour, and his typically soft and smiling facial features were contorted h. His jawline was further extended, his thick brows even fluffier than normal and when he yawned, he exposed long, glistening thick canines. With the help of his keener eyesight, Nick was fully utilising the ancient old microscope that had long since been magically enhanced by witches, as well as his own supernatural gifts to explore the ruby red blood on the slide before him. 

Knowing Bella was awake - his long, fury ears twitching every time the vampire moved - Nick didn’t think twice before calling out to her.

“Uhh- babe?” The doctor’s voice was hoarse from lack of hydration, and as he stood up, his back clicked from having spent too much time crouched over the old equipment. 

[adelitaflores]

Home Heart Repair Kit

Of course, Adelita had heard from one of her many informants of Bellamy’s live in partner had left town. The witch’s heart had gone out to the younger woman, but was unable to take time away from the coven just yet to visit Bella in person. So, the witch did what she could from a distance, which was to send a gift basket.

Inside the basket that Adelita had ordered to be sent to her contained one of Sabor De Flores’ own vampire tailored tequila - obviously - as well several other magical goodies and a hand written note from the High Priestess which read:

Bellamy, I was so sorry to hear about your recent loss and while I’m unable to visit you in person, I wanted to send a few things that might help. 

In this basket, the most important item (not the tequila) is the Hawthorn tincture. Add one or two drops of this tincture to any hot beverage, it will go a long way to fortifying that big, beautiful heart of yours. 

Any home heart-repair kit would be amiss without rose petals which calm the nerves and help you to overcome grief. Try submerging yourself in a body of water amongst these, a natural source of water would be best but a bath will do. 

My mother made you some Motherwort body butter which I know for a fact is very good for soothing wrought nerves, and we added some Lavender for peace and aroma. 

There is some dried rosemary too, from the community gardens, which you can use to make tea, although knowing you as I do, you will no doubt use this in one of your exquisite dishes! 

I have also added a spirit candle, which I blessed myself, and hope will help you sleep peacefully. There’s also some chocolates too which I added for good measure. 

You will be in my thoughts during my next circle casting, and I hope to see you soon. Mantenerte fuerte mi hermana. 

A. Flores 

[shivonnehauser-blog]

Candles and Smoke || Bellamy / Shivonne

@thisbrutalbelle

Shivonne wanted so badly to make this evening special. She really wanted to try and be better at the whole...romance thing. Her last relationship was easier, there was no romantic gestures or sweet dates, but it was a bad relationship. One that had her moving away to hide from it. But this time, she wanted it to be different.

Toby didn’t know that Shivonne was trying to make her relationship with Bellamy serious. In fact, he had no idea she was seeing anyone at all. She convinced her little brother to take Noel out for the evening, take him to the playground, see a movie and then having a treat dinner. An uncle/nephew bonding session. This gave Shivonne a chance to do something romantic for Bella. 

She downloaded recipes online, bought all the ingredients and tried her best to cook something. Shivonne, however, wasn’t the best cook, but she was going to try. She even decided to make an effort by wearing a little more makeup and straightening her wild hair. It always surprised her how long it actually was once all the frizzy kinks were ironed out.

With the marinated chicken in the oven, salad and dressing set on the table and dessert in the fridge, she took a few moments of calm to sneak out into the garden for a cigarette. The slight smell of burning from the kitchen was covered up by the smell of the cigarette smoke

She texted Bellamy the address to the little house in Holt, but it wouldn’t be difficult to find with the pink mini cooper in the driveway.

[nicholasbaudelaire]

Let’s try this again

Closed starter @thebellamybarnes

Where: Nick’s apartment, Descry

When: After dawn 

That night Nick had had a lot to think about. He had had to process the fact that the woman in his bed was more complicated than he had originally appreciated, and he had to process the fact that for the first time in his life, he had allowed himself to be bitten. While Bella had lain asleep next to him, the wolf had woken up with a stiff neck and was immediately confronted by an onslaught of thoughts. While fingering the indents on his skin left by Bella’s teeth, kneading the wounded area with an absent mind, Nick considered his options. Option one; fucking flee, he was clearly insane given he had let a vampire feed off him and then almost reduced the same vampire to tears. Option two; somehow fix the fuckery of an evening by turning back time and taking back his laughter.

Evidently, both were clearly impossible. Whether Bella loved him or not, he was head over heels and at the point of no return. For the life of him, he could not figure out what to do or how to feel. At several points during the suddenly sleepless night Nick had considered going for a run, but the thought of Bella waking to an empty bed in the middle of the night had stopped him, so he had stayed put until a decision was made.

While he lay there, he confronted the fact that the nights’ argument had left him with emotional whiplash. Nick had given Bella something he never thought he could ever give anyone, it felt like a huge gift to him. It wasn’t that he felt he deserved an award, but he definitely didn’t feel he deserved what had happened next. The fact of the matter was, that after the shock and dismay at upsetting her, Nick was kind of pissed. He had laughed at a funny nick name, which he didn’t think was a big deal, and she had almost cried, leaving him feeling like a monster. But it wasn’t exactly Bellamy’s fault either; she had explained that people in her past had laughed at her when she was trying to be vulnerable with them – the thought of which made Nicky’s blood boil – and so Nick could only confront his own initial response to it and let it go. Because the alternative would mean giving up and letting her go…

By the time dawns light began to filter through the blinds on the large windows, Nick was already up and moving about in the apartment. Dressed in the same pair of jeans and grubby shirt he had worn the day before; Nick lugged all the boxes of journals out of the apartment and stashed them in the corridor outside the apartment. Though he had showered the night before, Nick grabbed some dirt from his potted money plant and smeared it across his neck and arms, and then ruffled his curls so they looked a little wilder. He wanted to appear something like the filthy wolf he had been the day before, when she had brought him the journals.

Bella had said she wanted a do over, to be able to look back on the memory fondly, and Nick finally landed on a way to give it to her. It would be good for the both of them, he decided. Nick understood why she needed it, because he kind of needed it too. They both needed to feel like the first time he let her drink from him was something beautiful… not to be stained. By the time Bella awoke, her outfit from the day before could be seen neatly laid out on the tan leather reading chair opposite her side of the bed, and Nick would be found moving journals back into the living room, looking a little sweaty and a little dirty. He had even retrieved some empty beer bottles from the recycling bin and had left a few of them dotted around the apartment.

[nicholasbaudelaire]

Sugar the good doctor?

Closed starter @thebellamybarnes

Where: Descry, Nick’s apartment

When: Late afternoon

Thankfully, just after making plans with Bella, Nick’s housekeeper had returned from her cruise and was able to tidy up the loft apartment he had allowed to… clutter… a smidge. Or so Irena claimed, Nick personally thought that a few dirty socks here and there and discarded comic books added to a sort of lived-in look. Not that his opinion mattered much, Irena was the boss, of the home and Nick was grateful for it too because the afternoon that Bellamy was due to arrive at his place, it was actually clean again.

His place had been converted from commercial office spaces to a large, lofty apartment on the top floor of the building. Though it still had some obvious signs of it’s past, aka the exposed red brick, huge windows with thick cement sills, and a retro divider that separated his bedroom from the rest of the studio apartment – it was relatively homely. In the centre of the room stood his large tv and gaming consoles, surrounded by thick brown, leather settees with rolling arm rests, and between them was a heavy, rustic looking coffee table. In the far left corner of the apartment, was a modern rustic, open plan kitchen with an island counter that Nick currently had placed some of his medical equipment on.

His home was welcoming though definitely masculine in it’s design and it did not matter how many plants Matthew gifted him, or Irena forced upon him. Sure, the greenery was nice, and softened some of the hard edges, but that was it. Nick was conscious that it was a fair contrast to Bellamy’s own pastel pink home, so he had made a point of dressing in a Bellamy friendly way. Or so he hoped, since he was planning on taking her out for a surprise after they were done. Again, hoped to.

The six-foot four wolf was wearing a dusty rose Hugo Boss two-piece suit, which he left casually unbuttoned, revealing a crisp white shirt beneath it that only strained slightly to cover his heavily muscled chest. His feet were bare, purely and simply because he couldn’t choose what shoes to pair and figured the snowy white, blonde beauty would enjoy helping him choose. The man had a substantial collection of shoes to choose from, which while fun to buy, made his life harder when he wanted to choose a set before rushing out of the door.

Nick was laying out a couple of syringes, two types he had found great success with other vampires, and a set of lab tube racks was situated just opposite. The previous night, Nick had scoured a few journals he had borrowed from the hospital library and read as much as he could on demon blood. His conclusion: more research needed doing on the rare substance. Only when he heard his front door open – he had Bella messaged in advance to let her know the door would be unlocked - did the doctor, clad in pink, look up from his equipment, an eager grin on his young face.

[isaiahwhitman]

drinks & confessions

Isaiah was heading to The Den. He just wanted to be somewhere else than the motel, and needed to clear his head from all the recent events. He was not ready for all of this. Handling a pack, seeing more and more frequently Seneca outside of her workplace… Things were going at a fast pace, probably too fast but for the last part he didn’t really mind it. He didn’t feel as guilty as he used to feel when he first met her, as things were obviously different with her than with Norah. But for the pack… Things had turned differently than he expected.

He had decided to follow the pack after the slaughter, for the sake of Norah. Because she would have wanted him to continue with them, because he was a part of the pack too, now. He knew he would have felt guilty if he had decided to leave, so he stayed, and now he regretted it. The pack’s alpha had bailed a few days ago without a trace, leaving the wolves at the motel without a hint of where he had left. He had noticed how things had started going downhill at a quick pace. Arguments and fights had begun, and he could tell that if someone didn’t bring some authority, it would only go worse. So he decided to step up, reluctantly. 

Isaiah had never expected to become an alpha, but for now, it seemed to work out not so badly. Others respected him, kids admired him - mostly because of Becky - and he inspired some sort of authority. But deep down, he was nervous he would not be good enough. It was this nervousness that had brought him to the Den to forget about his issues for a moment. As he entered, he waved at the bartender, surprised not to see Ryden in the bar. He was about to sit at a table when he noticed a small blonde at a table alone, clearly an outcast in the middle of all those werewolves. He frowned and walked up to her. “Are you waiting for your boyfriend-not boyfriend?” He asked,  sarcastically. It was dumb, especially since he didn’t want to fight. “More seriously, what are you doing here?” He said,  this time more calmly, taking the only seat facing Bellamy.

@thebellamybarnes